In the evening, Nan XiangWan did not eat enough and spent three hours buying watches and sitting in the car.
Nan XiangWan was especially hungry at this time of the evening!
So her father Nan Song went back to the kitchen to cook for his daughter!
Nan XiangWan looked around and asked, "Where's mom?"
Nan ChaoYang: "She went boxing."
Nan XiangWan: "Oh."
She lowered her head and sent a text message to her mother.
Nan XiangWan didn't really understand what her mother Xin Zi did for a living.
But in her mother's friend circle, she could often see her doing all kinds of exercises.
Boxing was her mother's favorite!
Nan XiangWan thought her mother's hobby was great!
A woman should have strength!
When encountering displeasure, punch it out!
After sending the message, there was no reply from her mother's side for the time being, she probably hadn't looked at her phone.
Just in time her father Nan Song brought out the dishes.
Six dishes, one soup! A pot of rice!
Nan XiangWan took out her phone and took a picture, then started eating!
Her father was standing by her side, scooping rice for her from time to time, with a satisfied look on his face.
Her brother Nan ChaoYang didn't even look at her, his sister's eating style was simply terrifying!
How could a girl be like this?
Nan ChaoYang sighed deeply.
My sister is no longer gentle!
Today was a rare day when Nan XiangWan came back for a while. Her father didn't mention her studies again, but wanted to have a good chat with his daughter and talk to her heart to heart.
Is there any pressure at work?
Have you been bullied in the program team?
His daughter entered the entertainment industry at the age of 17, and Nan Song felt so distressed!
Nan XiangWan had a different idea.
It was hard to come back for a while, and her brother Nan ChaoYang was right in front of her. Shouldn't she make him study?
This was much more effective than video teaching!
Studying! College entrance examination!
It was currently her biggest task!
So after eating, without waiting for Nan Song to speak, Nan XiangWan had already grabbed her brother's ears and left.
Nan ChaoYang was grinning in pain, wanting to resist, but was no match for his sister's terrifying power.
Nan XiangWan grabbed Nan ChaoYang and pressed him down on the table: "Teach me! You brat!"
Nan ChaoYang: "..."
Nan Song: "..."
Shang Hai.
Room 2201, Ji Mansion Apartment.
Gu BeiHuai cooked a table full of dishes, 10 meat dishes, 5 vegetable dishes and 2 soups.
Then he walked into the garden with a smile, opened the glass sliding door, and went upstairs.
In his left hand was a large steel bowl, and in his right hand a large iron spoon.
He started knocking!
Clang clang!
Clang clang clang!
Knocking loudly to make sure all living things within a radius of 100 meters could hear it.
Gu BeiHuai even knocked while approaching the middle of the garden.
He stood at the junction of the two gardens, knocking!
But after knocking for a long time, for a long time, no one came out!
Gu BeiHuai frowned and stared at the upstairs glass door of the house opposite, looking at it carefully for a while.
It was impossible!
With Nan XiangWan's keen sense of smell, she should have noticed it when he was cooking.
Now he had been knocking the rice bowl for so long, shouldn't she have appeared?
Gu BeiHuai didn't believe in evil, and knocked twice more.
In the end, still no one appeared.
Gu BeiHuai was silent, turned and went back into the house and downstairs.
He came to the dining room.
Looking at the table full of dishes in front of him, Gu BeiHuai frowned.
The program team was off today, and Nan XiangWan was taken away by her assistant. Could it be that she hadn't come back yet?
Eating outside? Eating until now?
Gu BeiHuai looked at the time, it was very late.
He was a little anxious and casually turned on his phone to scroll through Moments.
Then.
He swiped to a familiar name!
【Nan XiangWan: [Picture] The dishes dad made! Delicious!】
Gu BeiHuai: "..."
Oh, so she went home.
Putting down his phone, Gu BeiHuai held his bowl and chopsticks and started eating dinner alone.
The table was full of dishes, he had to finish them all by himself!
Tonight Nan XiangWan was sleeping at home, feeling very at ease.
In her previous life, her parents died early, and as a wild child no one taught or took care of her.
Except for her cousin, no one had given her the warmth of familial affection.
But this life, she had her father, mother, and a lovely, well-behaved, easy to bully younger brother.
It was so nice!
Curled up in the soft quilt, Nan XiangWan was sleeping soundly as if lying on a pile of cotton!
Xin Zi didn't come back until 11:40 at night, dragging her exhausted body.
Nan Song had been waiting for her in the living room.
As soon as Xin Zi came back, she looked in the direction of her daughter's bedroom: "Is Xiaowan asleep?"
Nan Song instinctively lowered his voice: "The two children are asleep, tired from studying, they can't stay up late."
Xin Zi nodded, a little regretful.
When she saw her daughter's message, it was already very late. She rushed back as soon as possible, but her daughter had already gone to bed.
Nan Song went up to massage his wife's shoulders: "Are you tired?"
Xin Zi: "What's tiring, serving the country, I'm not tired!"
Nan Song: "Okay, okay, oh!"
The two kept their voices very low, extremely quiet.
After massaging her shoulders for a while, Nan Song started massaging Xin Zi's legs.
Xin Zi: "The children will be taking the college entrance exam soon. Let's sell this school district house after the kids finish the exam?"
Nan Song: "Yes, let's move back to Taohuayuan Villa. We bought this place for 15 million yuan at the beginning. Now selling for 20-30 million shouldn't be a problem."
Xin Zi: "You and your business mind really..."
Nan Song; "Oh oh, I'm sorry. Sell it and leave it to the children who need it later. School district houses are in high demand. After the kids finish the exams, it’s useless for them to occupy this school district house. It’s also inconvenient for us to commute to work."
Xin Zi: "Hmm, that makes sense. Massage my back again."
Nan Song immediately adjusted his posture: "Yes sir!"
